long night fire

"Last Man" or "Zhuang Sheng" field?Jiang Baimian showed a thoughtful expression.

Shang Jian Yao smiled and said:

"Then have you been affected and provided them with supplies for free?"

The village chief quickly explained:

"No no.

"After they left, we all reconciled the accounts, more than once, and there was no problem.

"The people in the city at the end of the year are still very friendly to us. They probably haven't used their abilities. They are all fair deals. They may know that there is a big force behind us, so they dare not do everything. Only when there are exchanges, business can continue. Go down."

Hearing this, Long Yuehong suddenly had a thought:

"Only those who have strength and good looks can live for a long time in this world..."

After chatting about how people in the city at the end of the year mainly traded for salt, gasoline, industrial products and other supplies, Jiang Baimian ordered from the menu.

Based on the experience of the meal last night, they all felt that the cliff village was quite ordinary, but the barbecue was delicious.

When the village chief went downstairs and went to the kitchen, Shang Jianyao suddenly laughed:

"The name of the city at the end of the year is very interesting."

"Huh?" Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong, Bai Chen, and Gnawa all looked at this guy.

Shang Jian Yao's smile became brighter and brighter:

"The end of the year is the end of the year, and the end of the year is the 'command', our big boss."

……

Tarnan, The Dream Hotel.

The proprietress, Ainuo, recently looked at the calendar for the nth time.

She muttered to herself:

"It's been almost a month, why haven't the awakeners from the 'Mirage Dragon Sect' come yet? What I want is an awakener from the 'Last Man' domain who can 'hypnotize', not a 'Broken Mirror' domain awakener who can get lost , how could it take so long?"

It's not a problem to have nightmares every day!

Finally, Ainuo plucked up the courage, put on the most gorgeous clothes, went out again, came to Nanke Temple, and saw Zhou Yue.

She asked politely:

"Zhou Guanzhu, why hasn't the awakened person that your sect will 'hypnotize' come?"

Zhou Yue took a closer look at this man's dress, opened his eyes wide and said:

"Ms. Ainuo, didn't you choose to give up and adapt to the nightmare by yourself?

"So, I didn't apply to the headquarters."

"I didn't!" Ainuo blurted out, "I'm looking forward to it every day! At that time, I just comforted myself with 'dreams everywhere, why take it seriously', so as to survive the nightmare for a month."

Zhou Yue, besides being face-blind, don't you have a bad brain?

"You clearly said at the time to let it go, and no one will die." Zhou Yue responded doubtfully.

Uh, I think I might have said it... Ainuo seriously thought about it and said:

"But I didn't say to give up completely!"

"Forget it." Zhou Yue didn't bother to fight anymore, opened her arms, leaned her body slightly, looked at the void and said, "I'm dreaming everywhere, why should I be serious?"

Ainuo almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

She always had the feeling that her memory and one of Zhou Yue's had gone wrong.

Just like asking for help is a fantasy!

Ainuo couldn't help looking behind Zhou Yue.

There was a shrine there, and inside the shrine, a dragon symbol inlaid with broken mirrors shimmered.

Chapter 33 老何

After lunch, the "Old Tune Team" boarded the jeep, and in the name of "seeing if we can trade something", they left Cliff Village and went to Shan'ao Town, trying to contact people from Year's End City.

In a small mountain town with many houses collapsed, the motorcade from Sui Mo City filled the small square and several surrounding streets, some of which Jiang Baimian and others had never seen before.

The people in the end of the year city are obviously familiar with the rules of the cliff village, and they have separated the convoy long ago, and let the vehicles carrying important supplies come to Shan'ao town first.

These are large carts, some of which are carrying huge iron cans, which look like they are used to hold oil. Some of the carts are surrounded by iron fences, and the sounds of sheep, beef cattle, and black pigs are heard one after another.

The stench they produced had permeated the air, coupled with the bloody smell of slaughter not far away, Long Yuehong couldn't help holding her breath for several seconds.

"Is this transported from the ice field?" He paused for a while and asked himself curiously.

The valley where Suimu City is located has a warm climate and fertile land, which can be used for planting and grazing. He knows it, but from Suimu City to Cliff Village, the road is basically a snow-covered and bitterly cold wasteland. Frozen to death, no reason to survive so many.

Long Yuehong didn't expect to get an answer, because the other members of the "Old Tune Group" had never been to the city at the end of the year, so they didn't know the specific situation there.

He could only guess that it was either traded by the people from the city at the end of the year who went to the south before, or they had a unique method of anti-freeze for livestock.

At this time, the middle-aged man who was parked next to a nearby off-road vehicle, wrapped in a thick cotton coat, and whose face was full of wind and snow marks said with a smile:

"The pigs, cows, and sheep in our city at the end of the year are all very frost-resistant. They eat a little too much, but the quality of the meat is really good. Would you like to buy one and go back and try it?

"Also, do you want to take a look at these furs? They are very cheap!"

The trunk of the off-road vehicle next to the man who spoke was lifted up, revealing pieces of tanned fur, some of which belonged to common cattle and sheep, and some came from creatures on the ice field.

"Why are they frost-resistant?" Shang Jian Yao asked the question.

The middle-aged man seemed to have been asked similar questions too many times before, and he answered without stuttering at all:

"Some are frost-resistant species left over from the old world, and some are abnormalities of normal cattle and sheep. Don't worry, we have selected and eaten them. Over the years, there have been no problems. In the words of our elders, this is a benign distortion. "

Shang Jian Yao nodded and asked seriously:

"What is the average life expectancy in your city at the end of the year?"

"Uh..." the middle-aged man was asked.

Obviously, the city at the end of the year has not counted such things.

Shang Jian Yaohao explained as a teacher:

"I mean, do you have a lot of people who die young in the city at the end of the year?

"Or, do many people die before the age of 40?"

"It's okay...it's not worse than the big human settlements in the south." The middle-aged man thought about it.

Then he tried to sell the fur on his car.

The entire Shan'ao Town seems to have become the scene of a large-scale trade fair, and each car is a shop and a booth.

Jiang Baimian politely listened to the middle-aged man's sales promotion, casually looked at the tanned furs and said:

"Who is your leader?"

"You guys want to talk about big business?" The middle-aged man's eyes lit up.

Jiang Baimian didn't say "yes" or "no":

"It depends."

The middle-aged man immediately pointed to the scene of slaughtering sheep and pigs that was bleeding all over the floor:

"There, the one with the bearskin coat and the bong.

"Would you like some tobacco leaves? Although our city at the end of the year is on the ice sheet, the climate and soil in some parts of the valley are very suitable for growing tobacco, no worse than those in the south."

"Do you think we look like smokers?" Shang Jianyao smiled and showed two rows of white teeth.

Jiang Baimian asked:

"What's your boss's name?"

"Old He, you can just call him Old He." The middle-aged man introduced enthusiastically.

Five members of the "Old Tune Group" walked towards the temporary "slaughterhouse" located on a side street of the small square.

The beef, mutton, and pork slaughtered on the spot are not for trading, but part of the rations for the entire convoy in the next few days.

Of course, if there were villagers in Cliff Village who did not engage in collective-to-collective bulk transactions, and had to exchange some salt, tea, and industrial products for a few catties of meat, the people in the city at the end of the year would not have any objections.

At this moment, the leader of the convoy known as Lao He was standing on the edge of the blood-soaked street, directing his subordinates to cut up the meat and store it in categories.

He may be about 40 years old, wrapped in a bearskin coat, wearing a furry melon skin hat, picks up a pipe from time to time, and takes a puff. His face is thin and tired.

Thinking of the village chief saying that there were people suspected of being awakened in the field of "Min Man" or "Zhuang Sheng" in the convoy at the end of the year, Jiang Baimian turned his head and glanced at Gnawa who was wearing a burqa.

Gnava understood what she meant and nodded slowly.

He is the last line of defense of the "Old Tune Group".

Although intelligent robots will also be affected by "interfering electromagnetics", "interfering substances" and some abilities, they are definitely more immune than humans.

"Old He, Old He!" Shang Jianyao warmly greeted the leader of the end of the year city team.

Old He turned around, looked at them for a while, and asked hesitantly:

"You are?"

How come he looks very familiar with himself.

Face to face, Jiang Baimian found that this old He's eyes were quite deep, which did not match his appearance and temperament.

"We are from Cliff Village." Jiang Baimian replied with a smile, "But we are not from Cliff Village."

Lao He glanced back and forth several times between her, Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong, and Bai Chen:

"I can tell.

"But no matter where you are from, you are all our guests. What do you want to trade?"

"Pigs, cattle, sheep, and fur are not what we want." Shang Jianyao answered before Jiang Baimian.

Old He is quite calm:

"We still have flour, and tobacco, and some special things from the Ice Fields."

"No, no, this is not what we want." Shang Jianyao shook his head triumphantly.

He was proud that Lao He never guessed what he and others wanted to trade.

Seeing old He's forehead twitch, Jiang Baimian hastened to help this guy with a remedy:

"What we want to trade is intelligence.

"We will go to the ice field to do a mission later, and we want to get some information about the climate, terrain, and ruins from you."

Lao He's expression eased down:

"We do know a lot."

Having said that, he changed the subject:

"But some information is of high value, what can you trade for it?"

"Some conventional weapons, or a high-performance battery, produced by the 'Juzi' company." Jiang Baimian had already planned.

This time to do missions in the ice field, the "Old Tuning Team" applied for another batch of high-performance batteries, plus the original dozens of yuan, it can be called rich in this respect.

"One piece may not be enough." Lao He smiled, "It depends on what you want to ask."

Although in the overall environment of the ice sheet, high-performance batteries are not as good as gasoline, diesel and other materials, the valley where the end of the year city is located has a warm climate, and many devices still rely on it.

Jiang Baimian was the first to ask Shang Jianyao about the exact location of the city where his father last appeared.

"I know that there is a city where I had contact with its residents a long time ago, but I haven't encountered them again for more than ten years, and I don't know which area the city is in, only the general direction.

"It's near the 'White Knights'. You can look for it according to the climate. It can support so many people on the ice sheet for so many years. The climate won't be too bad. Even if it's not as good as our city at the end of the year, it must be better than the normal state of the ice sheet. Be warm."

Jiang Baimian asked some more details and got a satisfactory answer.

"Then have you met the special commissioner from the Eighth Research Institute?" Shang Jianyao interjected impatiently.

Seeing that Lao He was a little dazed, Jiang Baimian helped to add:

"Have you ever seen some strange people on the ice field? They seem to live somewhere in the ice field."